home, Spring

what a day. [105.365]

Snow (or rather, "ice pellets") on our steps. It was 80 yesterday. Go home, April, you're drunk, basically. This cold that M gave me is utterly kicking my ass, and I had a busy teaching day. My two normal classes, plus 3 conferences with students, which meant I had to be "on" (and talking, which… Continue reading what a day. [105.365]